The King of the Battlefield Chapter 258
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Chapter 258
What would be the sacred race of the demon world?
Based on what was known, it was the Unicorn race .
The flying white horses .
As the unicorn’s horn was used as an exorbitantly expensive ingredient for medicine and material for weapons, there were many who frantically sought it .
However, discovering unicorns was like finding a needle in a hay stack . It was because not only were there a very limited number of unicorns, they also had special abilities like hiding and remove presence .
Furthermore, they were said to be so quick that it was nearly impossible to see them with your eyes . The saying that ‘it would be safe to travel inside the demon world after catching a single unicorn’ had basis in fact .
However, there was a truth that wasn’t known by most .
When in a group, the unicorns could create a separate ‘space’ on their own .
There, they lived and inhabited this special ‘space’ as a group .
However, most of the unicorns that gathered in a group were females . As a result, when they were in heat, they would leave the ‘space’ in search for a male .
Neighhhhh!
Would a dreamland be like this?
Two gently rolling, verdant hills . A rainbow was over and in between the two hills . Only the unicorns lived where there was a flowing spring and wide, open grasslands .
A black horse was there that especially caught attention .
Although it had a horn and wings like the others, it was a being that had different characteristics from a unicorn .
The magical power that was felt from it proved it was a being that was a monster of the highest rank .
The Hell Horse!
It was, originally, King Slayer’s favorite horse .
And it was also a present given to Muyoung by King Slayer .
However, after having met the unicorns, it left Muyoung and came to this space where the unicorns lived in a group .
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And in here, the Hell Horse was living happily .
Neighing!
Neighhhhhing!
As if displaying their charms, the unicorns gathered around the Hell Horse .
The Hell Horse was a king around here .
The hundreds of unicorns were all females, and as if they were captivated, they all followed the Hell Horse .
Certainly, it was not an ordinary event .
The number of Hell Horse’s foals has already surpassed ten .
For the most part, the foals of the Hell Horse were black, yet their horns remained white . Furthermore, sired with enormous powers, they were growing rapidly .
To receive the seed of the Hell Horse, the unicorns tried their hardest .
Offering up food as they saw fit, and they tried to captivate the Hell Horse with all their flirtatiousness .
Neighhhhhing!
The Hell Horse trotted heroically .
As if the Parting of the Red Sea was being recreated, the unicorns gave way .
The Hell Horse stopped at a large boulder, where there were many rare medicinal herbs all around it .
A thousand year old mandragora, a rainbow plant that has been exposed to the moon light for a long time, the King’s Flower that was known to grow by absorbing an entire forest’s life force, and others .
The unicorns were also known to search for these precious medicinal herbs to offer to a prospective mate .
These were the legendary medicinal herbs that would increase the magical powers from just by consumption .
As the Hell Horse was eating such herbs every day, it grew stronger each day .
Even its symbol of malehood, in the center, did not show any signs of withering at all .
…?
The Hell Horse tilted its head just after it put a mandragora in its mouth .
It was because something was slithering among the medicinal herbs .
“You can’t eat this much… wooheehee . ”
It even talked .
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The Hell Horse soon realized what it was .
The almost transparent fairy .
Upon seeing the playful face and the sting mark, the Hell Horse could think of only one being .
Woohee!
Why is the fairy, who should have been following Muyoung around, in the unicorn’s ‘space’?
Thup . Thup .
The Hell Horse tapped on Woohee’s head with his chin .
Even if it was a fairy, it was possible for a being, at the level of the Hell Horse, to provoke it as it pleased .
“Hmm, let me sleep for another 5 more minutes, mom… . ”
Tuck! Tuck!
“A beautiful one sleeps a lot . Woohee needs to sleep some… more… . ”
Tuck!! Tuck!!
“What the heck! Who the hell is it!”
Aggrieved, Woohee opened her eyes . Immediately, the face of the Hell Horse covered the entire vision of Woohee .
“Gah! What? You, you, you are that black horse!”
Since the name Hell Horse did not come to her mind, she just called it a black horse .
However, she clearly remembered it .
Neighhhhing!
Straightening out its mane, the Hell Horse raised its head high .
As if to say who else could be the Hell Horse, other than him .
“Then is my dear husband here too? Woohee wants to see my dear hubby . ”
The Hell Horse shook his head .
This was the world and ‘space’ for the unicorns .
Muyoung was not here .
On the other hand, he was curious as to how Woohee had entered this ‘space’ .
“How did I get in here? That was… . ”
Woohee lowered her head .
Then she began to cry .
“Wuehhh, I was chased by the wyverns . All that Woohee did was entered where my dear husband’s scent was? Then, then I entered a strange cave . Aaang! Sniffle!”
In other words, she came to this place by following Muyoung’s scent .
Even dogs would not have such sense of smell so it could be looked on as a great feat .
Woohee blew her nose at the King’s Flower, the Flower of Flowers . The flower that had an entire forest’s life force was now coated with Woohee’s nasal mucus . (E/P: LOL!!!)
“Really, my dear husband is not here?”
Nodded!
“Why is he not here? Black horse . You are my dear husband’s horse, right . ”
Neighhhhhing!
The Hell Horse raised its head even taller .
Being called Muyoung’s horse did not sit well with him, it seemed .
He was the king around here .
Why would a king be underneath someone else!
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